Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Byron's Black Hair

During a school fundraiser for African children, I promised my 3rd hour class that I would allow them to dye/shave my hair if they raised $100 dollars. They ended up raising $98.22, so I thought I was off the hook.

Unfortunately for me, the teacher who counts all the money knew about the bet, and added the last few dollars, just so she laugh about what the students did to me.

We ended up dying my hair black during class, and then I let them rinse it out by throwing buckets of water at me during lunch. I forgot to get pictures of the actual process, but I know my students took plenty.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Better Together


Tomorrow, I get to be with my husband again, but no more sad departures for us!!! I Get to go home!! I am so grateful for the experiences that I have had here and the people that I have come to know. Sometimes I feel like I am on a second mission, the first being California, but I think this mission is more selfish...:). I love you my husband and I am coming home!!!

Friday, February 20, 2009

Valentine Vegas Vacation

For Valentine's Day Jemayla and I decided to go out of town. She wanted to go someplace warm and I wanted to go somewhere with food . . . lots and lots of food. So we went to Las Vegas. As far as I'm concerned there's no better place for eating.



This is the ceiling of the Bellagio. We decided that the Bellagio was the classiest place in Vegas, but that might just be because of Ocean's 11.

And what trip would be complete without a visit to a fake bridge?




I learned to play a song on the ukulele for Mayla's Valentine's Day present. She really enjoyed it, even though it wasn't very good yet. I've decided that the uke is more my style instrument than the guitar.

For her part, Jemayla gave me a poster with a life-sized Jemayla traced on it to keep me company while she's away. Unfortunately the poster doesn't seem to like me much. It never laughs at my jokes, and when I tried to kiss it goodnight it gave me a paper cut.

This is chocolate fountain next to a candy shop. Jemayla stood staring at it for a long, long time. She was finally asked to leave after the janitor arrived for the third time to mop up her drool puddle (it was becoming quite the slipping hazard). Now she keeps dropping hints about what she wants for her birthday.


There was a curious lack of drinking fountains (as well as an abundance of alcohol) in the casinos. Consequently, Jemayla got a little bit too excited when she saw this waterfall/restaurant sign, and started drinking. Security was not pleased. I told them that they could just give Jemayla a picture of the chocolate fountain and the waterfall would be refilled in no time, but they didn't believe me. The janitor would have backed me up, but he was still wringing out his mop.

Not long after this we found a shopping center (Jemayla bought some shoes and I bought a rather tiny but very expensive bottle of a Gatorade), and of course we were immediately attracted to the silliest things we could find.



I remember Chad owning some glasses like these.

I still have nightmares about the 80's.

In the mall we got $20 dollars for watching a screener for some new makeover show (foolishly named "Making Over America with Trinny and Susannah"). We also got to see the Stone Man, a really cool street performer(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJrB8KxIvzA), and people giving out free hugs.
Of course, like any trip we had our disasters. At a gas station in the Nevada desert a guy pointed out that you could see the wires shining through our tires. Sure enough, the tires were all worn waaaaay down. Montpelier is so muddy I rarely see the tire tread, so I had no idea that we were one little bump away from spending Valentine's Day dehydrating in the desert. Luckily there was a garage nearby where we could get some new tires, and we were happily on our way.

The Christmas Chess Set

I have a very talented wife. Jemayla made these chess pieces for a sister's Christmas present. I liked the chess set so much that I tried to convince her to keep it, and send her sister a fruitcake instead, but Jemayla has these weird ideas about morality.

At one point I tried to help Jemayla make some pawns, but it turns out I have the artistic ability of a wet rock. After my failed attempt, Jemayla made me my own Jedi chess piece to make me feel better. Marriage is nice.

Now I just need a name for him.. Maybe something like "Bobo Windu" or "Lando Organa"

If you have any suggestions (better ones anyway), let me know.














Thursday, February 19, 2009

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Thanks to the amazing Megs, comments can now be posted on this wonderful, exciting, informative blog. I send a thank you to all my supporters and my editor who is also my lover.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

No comment!


For some reason, comments cannot be posted on our blog. So for all those who have tried to comment but were not allowed, I have nothing against you and I love you all very much.

Friday, January 30, 2009

What the heck.....




















So me and Megan decided that we wanted to have a girly night which consisted of shaving legs, dying hair, putting on bronzer, and watching an episode of North and South. But....after the hair dying, we wern't much in the mood for bronzer and N&S. Not only did my dying experience turn out quite reduculus, but Megan's didn't go to well either.


Though no human tears were shed, the girl on the dye box managed to share some sympathy.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Sunday, January 18, 2009

DDR Madness!!!


Me and Megan thought it would be a fun and a good workout to get Dance Dance Revolution yesterday. So we started looking on Bulletin board, and then Craig's list, at which point I needed to keep Megan from desiring a $200 XBox game bundle including DDR and pads along with a lot of other fun games. (She really wanted the game!!) After dinner at Wendy's and a spilled lemonade, we went to claim our prize for just being crazy girls at Game Spot. When we were walking up to the store I was thinking, what an interesting sight. Here are two girls with babies, one is in PJ's now because of lemonade, walking into Game spot at 7 pm caring a Wendy's bag... Anyway, we danced and danced and tripped and stumbled half the night away. What Fun!!

Monday, January 12, 2009

In an attempt to ease the pain of being apart from Jemayla (the pain being caused, in large part, by the food I eat when she's not around) I'm going to post some pictures of some of my favorite memories.





Here we see a picture of Jemayla before we were dating . . . she's gotten better since then, but she still wears the monkey ears.



After months of toying with her heart, I finally asked Jemayla to be my girlfriend in a grove of apple trees . . . . It's less romantic if you realize that it was the middle of winter and we were still sweaty from running.







Jemayla's roommate was thrilled when we started dating, and wanted to take tons of pictures of us doing mushy stuff.






























This picture was taken by Jemayla on the way up to Table Rock, a really cool hiking spot near the Tetons. You shouldn't go there before July though, because it turns out that the mountain is still covered with snow, not to mention it's prone to violent hail storms.



Jemayla first told me she loved me while I was wringing out my socks and hiding from the hail under a large pine tree. Then she took off down the trail at break-neck speed, with me staggering behind in a pathetic, lovesick sort of way.







Jemayla has some sort of strange fascination with getting soaking wet. Once she made me take her running in sprinklers, but not the regular sprinklers. She wanted to run in the enormous pivot sprinklers in the fields by my house. Do you have any idea how powerful these things are???






Anyway, this is a picture of me after Jemayla and I swam in a canal during a family reunion in Oregon.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

My Current Life

I have been away from Jemayla for almost three days. I've already gotten sick, lost the car, missed a lot of sleep, and now my poop is orange. I've gotten about four hours of total sleep in the last two days because, apparently, my body is punishing me for letting Jemayla sleep somewhere else.
On Sunday night, when I laid down to sleep, I was already moderately tired, but just couldn't sleep. I tried everything I could (short of drugging myself) and still only fell asleep around 4:00 a.m. This happens occasionally, so I wasn't terribly upset, and I expected to sleep very well the next night. Oddly though, for probably the first time ever, one sleepless night was followed by another. Once again, as tired as I was, sleep just wouldn't come. This time I was very upset. Generally at this point Jemayla would realize my dilemma and sing me to sleep, or stroke my hair until I finally drifted off, but I had no such option. Finally, around 2:30 a.m. I slept blissfully.

Until the phone rang at 3:00 a.m.

It was a snowplow, asking me to move my car, which I had left in the school parking lot. I usually walk to school, but since I had some large items to bring back from school that day I had driven instead. But I forgot to get the items, as well as the car, and walked home from school that day. And thus, at 3:00 a.m., just after I had entered my R.E.M. cycle, I was forced to walk two miles to the school in subzero weather. This was not one of my better moments.

As awful as this situation was, I think it was good for me. I have started to rely on Jemayla much in the same way that a computer will rely on a jump drive: for a little extra memory. If Jemayla had been there she would have, of course, said something like "Um . . . Byron, do you know what happened to the car?" It seems that, for the time being anyway, my addled hyperactive mind is on its own. I'm just not sure if it is up to the task.

Monday, January 5, 2009

Weeping and Wailing

Jemayla got the idea to name our blog "The Heathen Caboose" because we are both the youngest in our families, and therefore the caboose of what is sure to be a long and heavily-graffitied train. On Friday Jemayla and I left the safe boundaries of Montpelier, Id. in an attempt to bring her to Rexburg for her final semester of college. 24 hours, 163 miles, 5 brutal basketball games, 1 Xbox 360, and several dozen Tylenol later, I left Rexburg, alone. Jemayla has returned to the land of everlasting wind to finish her education and let R.M.'s oogle her, while I am alone in what is probably the most isolated community in Idaho. Someday my wife will return to this choice land and sleep by my side again, but until then we have this blog to share our thoughts with each other and the rest of the Heath train(or whatever freaky contraption you've chosen to be a part of).

Sunday, January 4, 2009

It has begun!

The blogging days of the Byron Heath family have begun. Who knows what treasures this site shall hold, but all who view it are sure to be amazed..... or not. Since me and Byron are going to be 3 hours apart for a while, we figured a blog would keep us busy and distracted. Here it goes. :)